It's twenty years later
You think I'd be wiser
But I'm still fuckin' around
With the same old bad liar
Still holdin' on, still holdin' on
To the same old brick
I'm a fool for the damn thing over and over
Got me running around when I
Could have been coming home to you
Used to be you were to be my wife
Now I got you fearin' for my life
It's a good sign that we're talkin' at all
It's a good time, come on, give me a call
Let's have a good hard fight, put my back to the wall
'Cause on a good night, I don't miss you at all
If you're startin' to question the
Depth of the feelin'
Turn it around and then
Maybe you'll see, oh
How deep the hole, how deep the hole
That could turn me from you
Still holdin' on, still holdin' on
To the same old brick
Still holdin' on, still holdin' on
To the same old brick
Still holdin' on, still holdin' on
To the same old brick
